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aug & jaz

Jazmin POV

Today I get to visit August and i'm excited, I haven't seen or talked to him in 2 years.

I missed him, but always was too scared to say anything to Kara.

Quame was driving me and Karamel stayed with Chris right now, pulling up to the house, it looked the same.

"Ready?" He asks.

I smile, nodding.

"He don't know you in town." He smiles.

We get out the car and I opened the door.

"I can't believe he kept my fingerprint." I was shocked.

"He wanted y'all to know you'd always be welcome." He says opening the door.

"Yung I gotta surprise for ya." Quame says in a singing type voice.

"What?" He turns the corner, he dropped his bowl of cereal on the floor.

"JAZ?!" He yells out, his mouth falls.

"AUGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" I run and hug him, causing us to both fall.

"I missed you so much man, you annoying as fuck, but I missed you." He says.

"Are you crying?" I let go and look at his face.

"No." He mugs me.

But he was.

"Wait ya sista here?" He asks wide eyed.

"Nah, she back in New York." I lie.

He nods, I could tell it hurt him.

"Lemme clean that." I grab half broken bowl.

"Nah, the maid will get that. You want sum to drink?" He asks.

"Waters fine." I sit on the couch.

He clicks a button on the coffee table.

"Mrs.Gano. Can I get a water please? And I broke a bowl in the kitchen, if you can clean that." He spoke.

The lady came with my water.

"Thank you." I smile.

"You must be Mr.Alsinas daughter, oh the rants he goes on about you." She laughs.

"Yeah this Jaz." He laughs.

"Good things, I hope." I look at Aug.

"Always." She says and goes away to clean his bowl.

"Damn Jaz I can't believe you grew up on me." He looks at me.

"Me? Aug look at you, you're like 30 soon." I laugh.

"Chill 22." He says.

I fell into a laughing fit.

Quame stands.

"I gotta take this." He walks away connecting his phone with his ear.

"How have you been? Mr. Businessman." I joke.

"Great. Better now, how long you in town for?" He asks.

"Just this week, I have to get back to school. Kara let me skip this week." I drink my water.

"How is she?" He asks looking at his hand.

"Good." I answer short and quick.

"She seeing anyone?" He asks looking back up at me.

"Um August I-" He cuts me off.

"It's Christian ain't it?" He chuckles lowly.

I nod slowly.